Alexander
Time doesn’t exist anymore. Without light, don’t know if it is day or night anymore. I feel weak and hopeless, just sitting here, waiting on news. My father showed up as he said he would, but he didn’t stay long, only asked if I was ready to listen and when I told him to go screw himself, he sighed and then walked out. How much time has passed since then, I have no idea. I haven’t heard again from Owen and I pray that he has been able to get to Fraya and let her know what is going on here, that I haven’t betrayed her.
I hear the door to the dungeon open but I don’t have the energy to get up. With my senses being burned to nothing with the smell in this place, I can’t make out who it is. When I see Owen’s figure appearing in front of the cell, I move to sit up straight, pulling
